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Baahubali - The Beginning

Golden dreams

and great heartache

churn in the depth of the soul

of this river called life.

When great mountains - 'Mahishmati Kingdom, Battlefield'

lay in its path

it cuts deep gorges through the rocks

to keep flowing! - 'Kingdom of Kuntala'

This unstoppable river - 'Singhapuram, Den of thieves'

is called life. - 'Hideout of Kuntala'

This river of life

is inexhaustible.

Lord Shiva!

For all the sins I have committed

if death is the only redemption then take my life.

But this boy should live.

He should live for his mother who is waiting for him.

He should live to ascend the throne of Mahishmati.

Mahendra Baahubali should live.

Dear me!

What are you waiting for? Hurry!

Hey! Be careful!

- What happened? - I am not sure, master.

With all the jewellery on her, she must have been a queen.

She died with her hand pointing up!

Master!

What happened? - They must have come here to kill her.

It looks like she got the better of them.

Master!

Oh, my God! A cave!

We never knew this existed.

Looks like it goes all the way to the top of the mountain.

If the lady was holding the baby and pointing to the top

it means she wanted us to take him back there.

Are you out of your mind?

They sent soldiers to kill an infant!

What dangers do you think await him

- if you send him back there? - But, Sanga...

He is my son.

I have no children, and the river goddess has given this boy to me.

If anyone of you objects, I will trample upon your necks.

What are you waiting for? Close the cave.

What are you doing here, my dear?

What is up there, Mother?

There are ghosts and demons up there!

They prey on and eat little kids!

But I want to go up there, Mother!

Don't ever say that again! Let's go.

How many times have I told you not to climb there?

Why do you keep doing it?

You are my darling, right? You won't do it again, right?

Looks like he will make it this time.

No way! Look at the water mountain!

It goes way up into the clouds.

How many times has he fallen from that hundred feet?

He must have fallen a hundred times.

Watch! He is going to come sliding down again. - Yes.

- No! - Shiva!

Your mother is up to something there!

Lord Shiva...

That's 15!

Pour another 1001 times and your prayers will be answered!

Sage, if I do this, will my son listen to me?

Will he stop trying to climb up that mountain?

Of course! What do you think of Lord Shiva?

Pour this water over Shiva with all your heart

and He will guide your son onto the right path.

All right, Sage.

Mother, you are not getting younger, are you?

It won't help you if you run around so much!

- Out of my way! - Mother, please listen to me!

Why should I? Do you ever listen to me?

Father, can you please tell her to stop?

- Sanga... - What?

- Where are the flowers? - Father...

Let go of me!

All right! Let me do it on your behalf. Okay?

No way! Lord Shiva won't accept it.

The one who took the oath will have to pour the water!

Sage, carry on with what you were doing.

Hail Lord Shiva!

- Mother, stop. - What is it now?

- How about I carry you... - Oh!

...and you can pour the water over Lord Shiva? Okay?

No way! Lord Shiva won't accept it.

The one who took the oath will have to pour the water

and she has to walk to pour the water!

Sage, are you and your Shiva planning to kill my mother?

How would I know what the Lord has in store?

Lord Shiva!

- Sanga! - Yes? - See what your lad is up to now!

What is it this time?

Shiva, stop!

You will go to hell for this blasphemy!

Shiva, stop...

Shiva.

Shiva.

Shiva, wait!

Lord Shiva, whose head is glorified

by the moving waves of the celestial river

agitating in the deep well of His flowing locks.

One who has the brilliant fire

flaming on the surface of His forehead

and the crescent moon on His head, I earnestly seek Him.

Who is this man that has lifted You?

Who is the mother that gave birth to this hero?

A sight that is nowhere seen or heard.

The Linga may have longed to reach the Ganga.

It has decided to reach out by itself.

All the living beings of the universe exist in His mind.

One who is the sportive

companion of Goddess Parvati.

One who controls invincible hardships

with the flow of His compassionate look.

The one who is all-pervasive!

The snake with reddish brown hood, slithers on His arms

and spreads the lustre of its precious gem.

It spreads out variegated colours

on the beautiful faces of the maidens of directions.

One who is adorned with a glittering garment

made out of the skin of an intoxicated elephant.

May I seek the wonderful pleasure of seeing Lord Shiva

who is the supporter of all life forms?

Mother!

Not just a thousand showers for your Lord

He will bathe all the time now. Are you happy now?

Yes.

Sage, it played out just like you predicted!

My son hasn't looked up at that waterfall

since the last fortnight.

Do you underestimate Lord Shiva's power?

But now he sits staring at the wooden mask

that fell on the Linga from above.

What is that?

Who knows! Lord Shiva works in mysterious ways.

Only He would know.

Sage, I have a small doubt.

Since my son was the one who made sure

that the Linga is bathed all the time

will his wish of climbing up the mountain come true

or will Sanga's wish that he stays put here, come true?

To hell with your doubts. My son did that for me!

My wish will be fulfilled. Isn't that right?

Lord Shiva does whatever He thinks.

Hail Lord Shiva...

What did he say?

Shiva!

How long are you going to sit holding that wooden mask?

There is somebody up there.

Maybe there is, but your mother is calling out to you.

- Let's go home. - Go ahead. I will come later.

Let's go, boys.

Who are you? Why did you come to me?

Oh, lovely youth..

Do you like me?

Is your liking so intense?

This beauty from the unreachable world is inviting you.

Holding forth the promise of naughty desires, I await you.

Oh, hero! You are lionhearted.

You are strong, steady and profound.

Oh, hero! You are lionhearted.

You are strong, steady and profound.

Oh, lovely youth..

You may be tired and fatigued.

Shall I make you rest in my lap?

Shall I lead the way for you?

Shall I be your companion in the journey?

Come what may, I am battling all the odds

and coming swiftly for you.

When the river falls from the mountain top

as if from Lord Shiva's head

I stand up to challenge it and move ahead.

I am rushing towards you with courage.

Oh, wrathful one, the epitome of valour.

Your anger instils a new fear.

Oh, wrathful one, the epitome of valour.

Your anger instils a new fear.

Stand tall and come forth.

My haste is wishing for your return.

Your strides should become a tale

as you aim towards the sky.

The one who conquers enemies! The one rich in strength!

The head of the clan! You are imperial!

You are the one whose destructive roar spreads over the skies!

Your heart is filled to the brim with the urge to conquer!'

Inspiring fear, akin to the sea at high tide.

Rebellions for the good. Foreboding ill to the evil.

Inspiring fear, akin to the sea at high tide.

Rebellions for the good. Foreboding ill to the evil.

Inspiring fear, akin to the sea at high tide.

Rebellions for the good. Foreboding ill to the evil.

- Oh, hero! You are lionhearted. - Inspiring fear..

- akin to the sea at high tide. - You are strong..

- Rebellions for the good... - ...steady and profound.

- Oh, hero! You are lionhearted. - Inspiring fear

- akin to the sea at high tide. - You are strong..

- Rebellions for the good... - ...steady and profound.

Oh, hero!

- Oh, hero! - You are lionhearted. - Come and reach me.

- You are strong... - Oh, handsome one!

- ...steady and profound. - This beauty is yours.

Hey!

Catch her!

Over there!

Hey! Stop!

Stop!

Hey! Stop...

Hey!

Hey!

- Stop! - Stop!

Kasi!

It's a trap. Kill them!

Dear God!

How did you get this?

One of your men sneaked into our kingdom.

He tried to rescue Devasena. We killed him.

I took it from his wrist.

Please leave me.

Please don't kill me...

Bury the dead and leave no traces.

Chief, Dilip has attained martyrdom, too.

Don't let the drop of tear breach your eyelids.

In that kingdom, those monsters bound our girl with shackles

and made her stand on the streets.

Our Queen Devasena is being treated like a cattle in a fair.

Our pride and honour is injured

and we are suffering in silence.

It's not the time to shed tears

but the time to breathe fire.

Have you forgotten your solemn oath?

We will remember it till our last breath.

To meet our goal

- we will clash with thunder. - We won't lose courage.

- Come hell or high water... - We will be brave!

Even if death splits us into pieces.. - We won't budge!

We shall rescue Devasena!

If we are to achieve our goal...

Attachments become our weakness

and there is no place for joy or celebrations.

In life or death, our body is for our Kuntala Kingdom

and soul exists only to free Devasena.

My leader.

I heard many good things about a warrior

called Kattappa of Mahishmati.

I heard he is a good man. Couldn't we ask him to help?

Karikala Kattappa Nadaar.

He is indeed a good man.

He can help us, if he wants to.

But he won't.

Kattappa is a slave to the throne of Mahishmati.

Kattappa.

A sword trader, Sheik Aslam Khan from Kabul, is here to see you.

The ore was extracted from the depths of Baghdad mines

purified in the furnaces of the Golan mountains

and crafted by the best blacksmiths in Persia.

With this in hand

even a child can slice through ten banyan trees.

I call this, Sikander.

The pride of swords.

A wonderful sword.

But forgive me, Aslam. This sword cannot match our speed.

How insulting!

Spoken words and spilt blood can never be taken back, Kattappa.

Duel with my sword

and prove the worth of your words.

Does that prove my point, Kattappa?

I have travelled across China, Persia, Mongolia and Greece.

But I've never seen a warrior like you.

It will be an honour to break bread with you.

- Please come, Kattappa. - Please forgive me, Aslam.

Slaves here do not dine with royal guests.

Slave?

You are the head of the armoury, how can you be a slave?

Yes, Aslam. A slave like you have never seen before.

He forges the weapons for war.

During the war, he must protect the king with his own life.

After the war, he should still lay by his feet.

Tell me, what will it cost me to buy your freedom?

I will pay 10, even 100 times than that to buy your freedom.

You cannot put a price on this slave, Aslam.

My ancestors pledged

that everyone born in our clan will serve

the throne of Mahishmati for life.

For a pledge that a long forgotten ancestor made

you still...

People who made the pledge might be dead

but their word still lives on, Aslam.

For this life, these bonds will stay tied to this land.

If loyalty has a face

it is you, Kattappa.

If you ever need anything

please don't ever forget that you have a life-long friend.

- Vaishali. - Yes?

- Where are you going? - I will be right back.

We have a golden opportunity to fulfil our oath.

They are celebrating Bhallaladeva's birthday on the next new moon.

The entire kingdom will be busy with the celebrations.

The opportunity to free Queen Devasena...

- Give me the opportunity, sir! - Chief, let me go!

This time, I offer it to Avanthika.

Avanthika!

What is this, Avanthika?

Where did this come from?

You are focused on your beauty more than your oath!

You cannot put your life at stake since you love yourself so much.

You are not worthy of this honour. Leave us.

These tears are not a reflection of my cowardice

nor were they induced by pain.

They are a testament to my boiling blood.

If you can feel their intensity

let me go.

You have to leave in two days. So, get ready.

Be careful and get the job done, Avanthika.

If you get caught because of your own neglect

Bhallaladeva will torture you mercilessly before he kills you.

Our Mahishmati Kingdom

shall remain unconquerable

as long as the sun, moon and stars

are shining in the sky.

Unconquerable! Unrelenting!

- A terror to all enemies. - Torture them!

May the glory of Mahishmati

soar sky high.

Mahishmati's fame is wide spread.

Its rule has no obstruction.

Its golden throne is embellished

with horses like that of Sun God.

Your Majesty, it has been just two days

since we caught that bull in the forests.

We haven't broken it yet. It's quite dangerous.

Minister!

It would take ten such bulls to intimidate Bhallaladeva.

Please come here.

Stamp it out, Bhallaladeva!

Yes!

- Kill it, Father. - Don't spare it!

Did you see, Grandfather?

His Majesty overpowered the bull...

Bhallaladeva!

Father!

Have you ever seen a mightier warrior?

No, Prince!

Your loyalty amuses me, Kattappa.

I know, deep in your heart, you nurture a desire to kill me.

Yet you put your life on the line to save mine.

How do you do it?

How do you manage to do this?

All right! You deserve it! Ask for a reward.

Ask for anything!

Your Majesty!

You have been holding

Devasena captive for 25 years.

Please release her.

So, be it. Since I have given my word.

Go, kill Devasena and release her!

There is no greater liberation than death, Kattappa!

Go and release her!

No?

Then let her suffer.

Not for just another 25 years, but till she dies.

Hey, old hag.. Get up!

Hey! Get up.

Hey, Devasena! I hope there is nothing lacking in your torture!

You chose him over me.

So, where is he now?

Tell me the truth, Devasena.

In all these years have you ever heard

anyone even utter his name?

On those long and dark nights, amid the desperate silence

and in the clunk of your shackles

did you ever hear his name?

No.

Mahishmati has forgotten him, Devasena.

They neither talk about him anymore

nor do they remember him.

There are only two people in this kingdom that remember him.

You and I.

You remember him as you want to see him before you die.

And I remember him as I want to kill him again.

But both our wishes will remain unfulfilled.

Lady Devasena!

At least, accept it now.

You just have to say yes

and I will break these shackles and set you free.

Do you want to be a prisoner for all your life?

No, Kattappa.

My son will come, and he will set me free.

How can your dead child come back for you?

My son is alive.

He will come looking for me!

You are suffering in the name of a son

who is no longer alive, my Lady!

Please get a grip on yourself.

I won't get a chance like this once again.

The guards on the night shift will be here any moment.

Please give your consent!

Please accept it.

I am begging you and you are doing these silly things!

Do you think I am picking twigs like a mad woman, Kattappa?

This is a funeral pyre!

This is a funeral pyre to burn the flesh and blood

of Bhallaladeva to ashes.

My son will arrive!

He will drag that animal and place him on this pyre.

My son will make me light the pyre

while Bhallaladeva is still alive.

The death cries of Bhallaladeva will reverberate

beyond the walls of Mahishmati.

My son will come!

What happened, Avanthika?

Someone tattooed my hand last night, right here.

Once he sees me, he will come back.

Avanthika? What is that on your shoulder?

Avanthika...

Go ahead, I will see you later!

Did you see the painting on your shoulder? Did you like it?

Why that sour face? Can't you smile a little?

Oh, my God!

Hey! What is with the arrows?

Do you want to kill this hunk of a man?

Who are you?

That is better.

My name is Shiva. I come from the village, Ambuli.

I climbed this huge mountain just for you...

That's why, I say you should listen!

Now you unnecessarily fell in this hole.

Avanthika?

- Now tell me who you are? - I am telling the truth.

- I climbed the mountain... - Shut up.

It is possible only for the likes of the great Lord Shiva!

That is what I am saying. I am Shiva!

I will tell you. I will tell you everything...

But before that, I have to ask you one thing.

- What? - Who are you?

Who are you?

You got a sword in your hand.

Not to mention body armour, anger sparks flying from your eyes.

I am not asking about this mask of yours!

I want to know the one that is hidden beyond it.

Shall I tell you?

You are a woman, and I am a man.

I have come here to love you.

Now that hurts.

This is mine.

I dropped it near the waterfall.

Did you really scale the mountains to reach me?

Just for me?

I came all the way just to see the smile behind this mask.

I still don't see it.

Hey, lad! The one who has the tattoo.

I would share my youth with you.

My naughty prince, who has paired with me.

I'd invite naughty problems in your company.

Like 1,000 years of longing

I'm here, right in front of you.

When my hand slipped into yours

I lost my control.

Hey, lad! The one who has the tattoo.

I would share my youth with you.

By throwing your beauty as bait

you're the one who pulled me towards you.

Why are you so determined

to waste time with words?

Embrace me and make my breath stop.

In my warm embrace

you've blossomed, my beloved.

In your romantic hugs

my desire takes wings.

Hey, lad! The one who has the tattoo.

I would share my youth with you.

My naughty prince who has paired with me.

I would invite naughty problems in your company.

This is something the world has never seen.

A hundred foot tall golden statue.

Even the Gods don't get this honour.

Once this statue is erected

our King Bhallaladeva's prestige

will live on forever in the entire world.

- Are all the arrangements done? - Yes, your Majesty!

There will be glorious celebrations.

The applause and the din will be unprecedented, my Lord!

Avanthika...

Come on...

Frisk her!

Attack!

Baahubali...

My Lord! Forgive me, my Lord! Please don't kill me!

My Lord! Forgive me, my Lord.

Forgive me.

Shiva!

Please forgive me, Shiva.

I didn't know what else to do.

I can neither let go of you nor can I abandon my duty.

You are mine, Avanthika.

Everything that is yours, is mine.

I also share your obligation.

I don't know who Devasena is.

If your goal is to free her

then I will bring her back!

This is my word.

With fire as breath and hope in the heart

your tears have evaporated

in this eager wait which lasted for ages.

These shackles remain the mute witness.

Oh, Kingdom! Get startled!

He moved towards his victory!

Without fear, he is marching towards his goal.

With fire as breath and hope in the heart

your tears have evaporated in this eager wait which lasted for ages.

He is like the unstoppable thunder.

No one has the might to obstruct him.

Oh, Kingdom! Get startled!

The liberator has arrived!

He is here to liberate the land.

The conqueror has arrived!

Mahishmati, you can breathe now.

My son is back.

Baahubali is back!

Do it quickly! Pull it up...

Harder...

Take it over there.

When the king's statue is erected, everyone must applaud!

When the king's statue is erected, everyone must applaud!

Hold on to it!

No problem!

It's a hundred foot statue.

Won't it take a sacrifice of a hundred heads?

Baahubali...

- Baahubali? - Baahubali.

- Baahubali! - Baahubali!

Baahubali...

Baahubali...

Baahubali...

Hey!

Who was that?

Baahubali...

Baahubali...

Baahubali...

Baahubali...

Baahubali...

Baahubali!

Baahubali...

Hey, come and hold this.

He left 15 days ago and hasn't returned yet.

I wonder if he is all right.

Our son carried Lord Shiva's idol all by himself.

What can happen to him?

If he is all right, why isn't he back?

- Maybe he found his family. - Pull...

He must have realised that we are his foster parents.

- Will he never come? - Sanga.

Will he not call me mother again?

- Hey, hurry up, will you? - Pull...

- Carefully.. - Pull... - Slowly.. - Hold it...

Come on.

Earlier you saw the fire in my eyes

and trusted me to carry out the mission.

Once again I request you to have that belief in me.

I know, my Shiva will rescue Queen Devasena. Come with me.

All right!

Mighty army!

Who says that Baahubali

the one who showed us the righteous path is no more?

I am nothing, but a living corpse.

You are dead and yet you are alive in people's heart.

Baahubali...

The echo of his name still lingers in these walls.

It felt like it was his statue

that was being erected!

Did the people express their bottled-up feelings?

Or did they see someone?

No! Impossible!

Let's ask the soldiers on duty as to who uttered the name

and why they did so! Then the truth will come out, Grandfather.

- What are you doing here? - I...

The king has ordered us to come. Let's go. - Okay.

Who first uttered the name of Baahubali in the crowd?

Am I talking to these walls?

Speak, or I will have your tongues cut!

- I didn't see who, My Lord... - No.. - I didn't.. - Stop it!

Bunch of idiots you are! Didn't anyone of you see him?

I saw him, my Lord!

- Extinguish the fire... - Come on...

- Come on.. - Save the King... - Come on...

I have seen those eyes before!

Bhadra! I want him alive.

Let's go!

Hey, who are you?

- He is here! - Catch him.

Catch him...

Come on...

The hero!

The conqueror!

The hero!

The conqueror!

The hero!

The conqueror!

Sound the alarm!

I have come to rescue you.

Kattappa, a marauder has entered the palace

and he set fire to the king's chambers!

You head north.

Kattappa, chop off his legs and hands, but I want him alive.

- As you say, my Prince! - I want him alive...

- Come on! - Yes, Prince.

Attack!

Get up...

You lousy old hag!

All these years of punishment for your infidelity

and still no shame.

The moment you see a man, you take off with him.

Kattappa.. He is going to kill me...

My Prince!

It's my duty to protect you!

To get to you

he has to go through me first!

Kattappa!

Kattappa!

Kattappa!

Devasena!

Attack!

They are going for Devasena. Stop them.

Hail Goddess Bhavani!

Shiva!

Siddha!

Mighty army!

Mighty army!

Mighty army!

Anila!

Baahubali!

You resurrected our lost hope.

You made a great warrior out of him and brought him back to us.

Kingdom of Mahishmati will eternally be grateful to you.

My mother is looking at me with sad eyes

and not the usual affection.

I don't know who they are, yet they look at me like I am their God!

When I see the wounds that fester on that lady whom I don't know

my blood boils, and my soul hurts!

Why?

Who am I?

You are the son of our saviour, Amarendra Baahubali.

You are the balm for your mother, Devasena

who awaited your return for 25 years.

You are the fruit of our

Queen Shivagami's ultimate sacrifice.

The story you need to know began

fifty years ago, my dear.

This kingdom of Mahishmati was established

by your grandfather, Maharaja Vikramadeva.

Though elder, Bijjaladeva was not crowned

because of his conniving nature.

But Bijjaladeva blamed it only on his physical disabilities

and it caused great turmoil in him.

One day, the king suddenly died.

He was survived by his subjects

and the queen who was six months pregnant.

Three months passed by

and Mahishmati continued to mourn.

The king's sister-in-law and Bijjaladeva's wife, Shivagami

took up the reins of the kingdom.

Being an astute woman

she focused on the welfare and defence of the kingdom.

She could hear the howls of the jackals

making their move towards the throne.

It was a dark, new moon night. The queen was in labour.

We could not save the Queen, my Lady!

It is a boy!

Baahubali!

The empty throne reminds me of a widow's forehead.

So, I will take the throne and restore it to its former glory!

We support you!

You all swore a solemn oath to be loyal to this throne.

A revolt at a time when the kingdom mourns

goes against every tenet of being a Kshatriya, Marthanda!

Being a leader is the first tenet of being a Kshatriya, Minister.

Lady Shivagami!

All those who support this royal family, step to one side.

Who will support a woman, Shivagami?

Kattappa!

They have soiled Mahishmati with their revolt.

Wash it off with their blood!

How can you stand and watch

while our people are being hacked to death?

Move! Kill that slave and Shivagami!

Kill Kattappa!

You bribed and bought my people! How conniving!

Not conniving, Marthanda. It is called the statecraft!

My Lady, you are a born stateswoman and a warrior.

We had the privilege to witness it.

Please ascend the throne and rule Mahishmati!

No, Minister. That is not my place.

Then whose is it, my Lady?

What kind of a question is that, Minister?

It belongs to my son, Bhallaladeva.

Tell him, Shivagami!

Both my sons have a right to ascend the throne.

The one with more valour, compassion and wisdom

will be crowned the King of Mahishmati.

This is my word, and my word is the law!

In the affectionate mother's lap

rests Baahubali.

He grew up

in her loving care.

There's an ocean of milk in her heart.

It is in great turmoil.

The disciple Baahubali

is a boon to the Kingdom of Mahishmati.

- He is a lion heart.. - Rest for now.

...and an expert in warfare.

Can I have some?

Why are you standing? Please sit down.

Now give me some food.

My Prince, your mere presence here is wrong.

And sitting here with us is much worse.

I am hungry. Your lectures won't help me.

There is a spread of delicacies

ready for you in your royal chambers.

I know. What is wrong with this food?

Just the aroma is making my mouth water.

You know what is wrong, my Prince.

You belong to the royal family and we are slaves.

All right! As the Prince of Mahishmati, I command you.

Feed me, Uncle.

The sword moves swiftly to cut the arrows.

It is an amazing skill.

It's fantastic..

Well done!

Great, Bhallaladeva!

When I become the King, you will be my commander!

Both the princes have excelled

in their training as warriors and scholars.

They stand as equals.

How are you going to decide who will be crowned, my Queen?

God has blessed both my children with equal strengths.

Now he is testing me

with the difficult decision I have to make.

Minister, make their next challenges much more difficult.

Before she could decide on who will ascend the throne

the Queen Shivagami was faced with a new crisis.

Saketa killed the guards and stole our military secrets.

- Call for the princes! - As you wish.

The young princes searched

for the traitor in the neighbouring kingdoms.

Finally, they found out that he was hiding

in a den of thieves called Singhapuram.

It's a lawless place where bandits

thieves and murderers, gathered and mingled.

Strangers who drew attention to themselves

were in mortal danger.

Welcome...

- I have never seen you before. - I just got here.

A hidden dagger! What is it for?

- That's.. - Are you a spy? - No.

If our guards were this good...

We wouldn't have had the opportunity

to see so many kingdoms.

Swords or smarts?

Whichever is sharper!

Do you have a drink?

A big one?

Much bigger!

Do you have money?

I need something large enough for all my friends!

- Look what is happening there. - Come on!

Not just booze, there is a lot more here.

Oh, warrior! Come into my embrace.

Nibble on me till your desire is fulfilled.

Without any hesitation, unravel my glamour in layers.

Forget other things and do something naughty.

Oh, alluring beauty!

Oh, elegant woman!

Your words are intoxicating like grapes immersed in honey.

I feel mesmerised when these doe-eyed beauties run after me.

Oh, damsel! I feel titillated by your teasing.

Oh, warrior! Come into my embrace.

Nibble on me, till your desire is fulfilled.

Do you want me to give you the spark in my lovely eyes?

Shall I dedicate my slender waist to you?

Shall I garland your chiselled body?

Shall I rest your head on my heart?

Feel delighted, my Lord!

- Oh, alluring beauty! - Alluring beauty!

- Oh, elegant woman! - Elegant woman!

When all the flowers surround me to sprinkle honey

my heart beats like a honey bee.

Oh, damsel! I feel titillated by your teasing.

Oh, warrior! Come into my embrace.

Nibble on me, till your desire is fulfilled.

Instead of being tortured by you, I should...

Bhallaladeva!

Kattappa...

Who did you sell our secrets to? Tell me!

Kalakeya!

The Kalakeyas don't believe in tactical attack.

There is no limit to their morbidity.

If they barge into the kingdom

they will kill every innocent child

and violate every woman.

They will destroy and burn everything.

This talk might scare some small kingdoms.

We have a standing army of 25,000 soldiers.

Why should we be scared?

How big is the Kalakeya army?

One hundred thousand.

The fields razed by wild bulls

and lands that the Kalakeyas plunder, are both left barren.

We have to defend our kingdom

and attack our enemies at the same time.

What military strategy should we use to attack?

The trident strategy!

It's one for the textbooks. No one has ever used it.

Do you want to go to war with something untested?

If no one has used it

the Kalakeyas wouldn't expect it either.

That's why, we should implement it.

- I second the plan. - I approve it.

It is the only way into our kingdom.

Kattappa, how big a force do you need

to stop them?

Five thousand soldiers, your Highness!

I will use armour and spears to erect a wall of iron.

I will turn it into an impregnable fortress.

I will command the forces to the North.

I will take responsibility for the South.

According to our sources

the Kalakeya chief will stand back

and send half his army forward.

Our military formation and our weapons

will repel that kind of attack for three hours.

But we have to kill the chief during that time.

Their army will scatter without a chief!

In the middle of that battle, both the princes with their cavalry

will attack the chief from two sides.

It will take them at least three hours

to launch a counter attack on us.

That will be enough. Victory will be ours.

Half that time will be enough to behead him.

Great! This will also solve the conundrum

of who should be the king.

Yes!

The one who kills the Kalakeya chief

will ascend the throne of Mahishmati!

- My Lord has the perfect solution. - Yes. - Yes.

Divide the rest of the army equally between the princes!

Bhallaladeva and Baahubali...

This is the opportunity to pay tribute to your motherland!

Accept it.

- Hail Mahishmati! - Hail Mahishmati!

Your uncle has treated you unfairly.

He has only given you tools to breach a fort.

Of what use will those be on an open battlefield?

The arrow-machines and the sword chariots

all went to Bhallaladeva!

You should have objected, Baahubali!

Your son shall ascend the throne of Mahishmati.

You brilliantly hoodwinked Baahubali!

What hoodwink?

If he can't even demand the right army or the right weapons

what is he going to do on the battlefield tomorrow?

I made the strong one even stronger.

It's not cheating, it's statecraft!

Hey! Who is it?

Forgive me, my Lord!

The younger prince asked us to pull out the tents

and bring them to him.

The one who dares to attack the Kingdom of Mahishmati

his head shall be decapitated and roll on the battlefield.

The enemy Kalakeya..

The flag of our kingdom bears the mark of sun chariot.

Our Kingdom of Mahishmati is invincible..

Welcome, Bhallaladeva!

The reputation of Mahishmati

is widespread.

We praise it!

- Invincible! - Invincible!

Invincible...

Welcome, Baahubali!

Baahubali...

Baahubali, it's a time-honoured ritual.

If you don't sacrifice it, soldiers will read it as a bad omen.

Yes, my Prince!

If you don't offer the sacrifice, the Goddess will be angry.

Why quench Her thirst with the blood of this innocent animal

when my blood can be offered?

- Hail Mahishmati! - Hail Mahishmati!

- Hail Mahishmati... - Hail Mahishmati!

Hail Mahishmati...

'Mahishmati will be forgiving and benevolent!'

'This is your last chance.'

'Drop your weapons and run. We will spare your lives.'

'I heard that you promised both your sons'

'that the one who kills me would be crowned king. Is it true?'

'What if both of them die at my hands?'

'I will conquer you and your kingdom.'

'Then I will have a son with you.'

'You can make him the king!'

I want him alive.

I want him to be alive even after his arms and legs

are cut off and he lies in a pool of blood!

When the vultures pluck out his eyes

and feast on his guts

he should still be alive.

- Kattappa! - My Lady!

Blow the conch to begin the battle.

War...

It is ready.

Ready the weapon.

Arm the weapon.

Baahubali's command!

Get ready!

Form the wall!

Attack!

Attack!

- Well done, Baahubali! - Well done.

Soldiers.. Attack!

Retaliate!

- Kill them! - Don't let them breach!

On your guard...

Get ready to volley!

The trident strategy begins!

Stop.

Bhallaladeva!

My Prince?

- My Prince! - Army!

- They are attacking... - Hold...

Hold your lines... Hold them!

Brace yourselves...

Our defences are in tatters.

We are seeing an enemy flag

on Mahishmati's soil for the first time!

Death! This is the death of us.

Death!

Death!

Death!

Death...

Death...

- Death... - Death!

Death!

Soldiers!

What is death?

To think that the enemy is stronger

than our resolve, is death!

Cowardice on the battlefield is death!

That cruel man insulted our mother, and he is still alive.

Instead of presenting his decapitated head at her feet

we are turning our backs to him, and that is death!

I will ride on to annihilate that death!

No rogue can ever harm my mother or my motherland.

I am about to rip them apart and proclaim my war cry!

Who is with me?

Me!

- Who will die with me? - Me!

Who will vanquish that death and live on?

Me!

Me!

Hail Mahishmati!

Hail Mahishmati!

Hail Mahishmati!

Hail Mahishmati...

Sethupathy!

Hail Mahishmati...

Hail Mahishmati!

I want him to be alive when the vultures pluck out his eyes

and feast on his guts.

His limbs are to be cut off, and his blood should flow!

My son!

Bhallaladeva...

My son!

My brave son killed Kalakeya

and won the battle!

Bhallaladeva will be the future king!

Hail Bhallaladeva...

Bhallaladeva's valour will be told in Mahishmati

for generations to come!

Tales of his victory will be etched

on shrines and temples.

Today, I proclaim my son, Bhallaladeva

as the commander of the armed forces of Mahishmati!

I proclaim Baahubali, as the future King of Mahishmati!

Shivagami, what sort of a decision is this?

My son, our son, killed the Kalakeya chief!

You saw it with your own eyes!

He has to be the king! Only he!

The merits of a king are not evaluated

by the number of enemies one has killed

but by the number of his own people he has saved.

During the battle Bhallaladeva's focus

was only in vanquishing the enemy.

Baahubali, while killing the enemy

also managed to save his subjects.

That's the difference between a soldier and a king.

If you kill a hundred men, you will be called a great warrior.

But if you save one life, you will be called God!

So, is saving a couple of common men now the qualification to rule...

Baahubali will be crowned the King of Mahishmati

on an auspicious day.

That is my word, and my word is law!

Baahubali...

Amarendra Baahubali!

Glory to him...

Amarendra Baahubali!

Glory to him...

My Shiva is the son of such a great King!

We are so glad to hear about him.

I wish we can see the great man once!

He is no more.

Our saviour is no more!

You said no enemy could come near him.

You said the weapons were afraid to touch him.

How did such a great warrior die?

More grievous than the wound of a sword or a spear

is a stab in the back, Mahendra.

Who? Who was it?

That traitor

was me!

'BAAHUBALI, THE CONCLUSION'

Golden dreams

and great heartache

churn in the depth of the soul

of this river called life.

When great mountains

lay in its path

It cuts deep gorges through the rock

to keep flowing!

This unstoppable river

called life.

This river of life

is inexhaustible.